On the morning of April 17th—

The appearance of an uninvited guest disrupted Noel's original plan.

"It looks like you don't welcome me very much?"

Nuo Er, who had just woken up, carefully looked at the man who trespassed in front of him, and sat silently on the sofa opposite the man in plain clothes.

At the same time, a blond woman in a long white coat came over with a tea tray.

"It's the first time I made tea, and I don't know whether it suits your taste." The woman said and put the brewed tea in front of Nuoer.

Then he said to the man, "You guys talk first, I'll go out to buy vegetables first."

"Thank you for your hard work." The man said with a smile.

"What would Nuoer want to eat?" The woman didn't answer when she heard the words, but just turned her head to look at Nuoer.

"Whatever, I'm not picky eaters." Noel felt strange looking at the two of them who regarded this place as their own home.

"That's what I arranged." The woman asked with a smile.

"No problem, I believe in your cooking skills." Noel nodded and replied.

What can we do now? You can't throw people out.

"Ha ha."

The woman smiled when she heard the words, took the satchel and nodded slightly to the man, then turned and left the living room.

"Crack—"

Soon, the sound of the door closing came from the direction of the door.

As the woman left, the atmosphere in the living room gradually condensed.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes—

"This, looks like my home, right?"

Nuoer couldn't hold his breath at first, he shook his head with a wry smile, and there was some helplessness in his tone.

Durandal, a patient with social bullshit, is really stable.

"Well, your house is well kept and clean."

Durandal said, took a sip of the tea, raised his hand to Nuoer and said, "The tea originates from an ancient country. Although the entrance is a little bitter, it has a unique taste when you taste it carefully."

"Ha ha."

Nuoer shook his head and smiled. If you talk too much, you will lose it. If you can hold back, you should hold back first.

Who Durandal was, he didn't know and never cared.

But later, when he was in the research institute, he suddenly saw the photo of this guy.

Although the famous geneticist has left the Institute of Genetics for a long time, his resume is too dazzling, so the photo has been hung on the archives of the Institute.

Add this unique long hair, and the crab-headed-girlfriend.

When the two are superimposed, Durandal's identity is instantly clear. The third speaker of the PLNAT Supreme Council, some people say it is the fourth, but this is not the key.

The key is his political ability and skill. This is a guy that Lux is incomparable to.

You must know that Durandal is now just a door that can't even enter the Supreme Council.

But it is such a guy who can leapfrog to become the Speaker of the Supreme Council, and his reputation is so high that he even turned the Supreme Council into a situation similar to that of a one-sentence speech——it's terrifying to think about it.

The key point is that Noel knows almost nothing about him, except for the seemingly useless thing, everything else is blank.

There is hardly any related content mentioned in the original plot. I only know that he is the new speaker after Speaker Sarah, but there is no mention of how he became the speaker under that circumstance.

I wonder who wouldn't feel sad in the face of such a person.

"I heard that your parents are East Asians, so I specially asked Talia to learn it, and it seems that the effect is not bad."

Durandal fully embodies elegance, no, it should be elegant temperament.

His tone, movements, eyes, and even the frequency of his speech were impeccable. In a trance, Noel saw Lux's appearance in him.

You also said that people who engage in politics are all like this?

Nuoer picked up the teacup and took a sip while thinking about it. It was very astringent, and it seemed that there was too much tea.

"Well, it seems that Talia's tea art is still not hot enough." Durandal caught the flashing expression on Noel's face.

Nuoer raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, did I show anything strange?

"Nigel Amalfi, how are you?"

Durandal didn't talk much about the topic of tea, the tea art was just an introduction and a reminder.

"At least my life was saved."

Noel didn't know the purpose of Durandal looking for him, so he could only talk along his topic.

But when did Durandal start paying attention to himself?

Is he someone who knows the inside story? Or just know the fur?

But Noel is more inclined to the former, after all, he is Durandal.

But in this way, Durandal's purpose for finding himself is somewhat worth scrutinizing.

"Is that so?"

When Durandal heard the words, there was a trace of emotion and a hint of sadness on his face, and he said, "Hey, war is really a cruel thing, and life always seems extraordinarily fragile in front of it."

"Haha." Noel had nothing to say but a smile.

"But Nigall is relieved," Durandal continued.

"Well...it's free."

In fact, Noel wanted to ask Durandal why he said that, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly found that he seemed to be brought into a certain rhythm.

It was as if Durandal was deliberately leading the conversation.

After all, where would anyone say such a thing in front of a wounded comrade-in-arms?

And the topic jumps a bit too much, it seems related, but——the meaning of guidance is a bit strong, although the breath is not as strong as Cruze, but it does have that kind of feeling.

Durandal turned his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "It seems that you and I have the same thoughts."

"..." Noel was speechless, what did that make me say?

Besides, where do I go to know what you think, the person in the world who can guess what you think of Durandal is probably not born yet.

"There is only hope when you are alive-are you right?"

Durandal said to himself as if he didn't see Noel's expression.

Nuoer's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard the words, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly seemed to have found something, and he couldn't help but say, "I think—it's not right."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Durandal looked surprised, and his focus on Noel was quietly raised a little bit.

"Life is precious, and love is more expensive. If it is for freedom, both can be thrown away."

Nuoer thought of the famous sayings in his previous life. Although he didn't know where the famous sayings came from, it doesn't matter, as long as he can fool around.

It's bragging, not shabby.

"So, do you want to be free?" Durandal did not expose Noel, but continued to ask along the topic.

"You can say the same thing."

Noel nodded and replied, for now, I can only continue to tear it down, although I want to live more.

"Well, if this is your sincerity, then everything you do is not surprising."

Durandal seemed to accept Noel's answer, nodded and replied.

As for whether he really accepted Noel's answer, only he knows.

"Huh?" Nuoer was stunned, there was something in those words.

"For the sake of freedom, this is a very lofty ideal~lightnovelpub.net~ As if he didn't find Noel's doubts, Durandal said to himself: "Search for liberation in the fire of war, and use life to explore your own Freedom is for you. "

Noel was completely fooled by Durandal. What does this guy mean?

Just when Noel was puzzled, Durandal suddenly met Noel's sight with a smile and said, "I apologize to you for my ego just now."

Nuoer frowned slightly, this was not a good signal, and there was an inexplicable feeling of irritability in his heart.

"I thought you and Cruzer were the same person at first, but now it seems that I think too much." Durandal continued.

"why?"

After listening to Noel, doubts arose in his heart. Noel seemed to have guessed what Durandal meant, but after thinking about it, it was not quite right——

And why did he associate himself with Cruze?

"Kenaugh Ruccini and Cruze have a very good relationship."

In a soft and elegant tone, Durandal said the words that made Noel's heart skip a beat.

Seeing the strange expression on Noel's face, Durandal couldn't help but continued with a smile, "Kruze is my best friend, and I probably know a little about him."

"Really? Then your relationship is really good."

Noel replied with a smile after hearing the strange emotion in his heart.

This might seem like an explanation at first, but it sounds more like a threat to Noel!

But it also caused the big stone in Noel's heart to gradually drop a little.

Threats are good, threats are just a means to an end.

So by threatening you, it proves that you have what he needs, so that Durandal will not trouble him in a short time.

But what is his purpose?